26 December 2004

Don't hesitate to hit the shower together as a prelude to oral sex.
After all, cleanliness is next to godliness, and godliness means lots of oral sex.

kissing is like the best thing. next to hugs and humping.



basically the best part of my night. if you missed ellen and i making out at the party, well then you missed out. basically.

22 December 2004

I heard he wrote you a song, but so what?
Some guy wrote sixty-nine, and one just ain't enough.



it was 28 degrees out last night while i was driving home. the phenomenon of being too cold to snow. only in the north.



also:

if little else, the brain is an educational toy. While it may be a frustrating plaything--one whose finer points recede just when you think you are mastering them--it is nonetheless perpetually fascinating, frequently surprising, occasionally rewarding, and it comes already assembled; you dont have to put it together on Christmas morning.

The problem with possessing such an engaging toy is that other people want to play with it, too. Sometimes they'd rather play with yours than theirs. Or they object if you play with yours in a different manner from the way they play with theirs. The result is, a few games out of a toy department of possibilites are universally and endlessly repeated. If you dont play some people's game, they say that you have "lost your marbles," not recognizing that, while Chinese checkers is indeed a fine pastime, a person may also play dominoes, chess, strip poker, tiddlywinks, drop-the-soap or Russian roulette with her brain.
i think the most romantic thing ever would be to go to a drive in movie.

i think the most fun thing ever would be to ride on the bumper cars.

today i realized that i was almost 20. and i felt almost 20. i dont like feeling like i am that old.

today i watched my girl. i cried. its a good movie. two days ago i watched the sound of music solely because i felt like watching the sound of music.

hmmm i just dont know.

20 December 2004

i wasnt willing to fight on the floor

guess what?

this sentence is made of lead (and a sentence of lead gives a reader an entirely different sensation from one made of magnesium).
this sentence is made of yak wool.
this sentence is made of sunlight and plums.
this sentence is made of ice.
this sentence is made from the blood of a poet.
this sentence was made in japan.
this sentence glows in the dark.
this sentence was born with a caul.
this sentence has a crush on Norman Mailer.
this sentence is a wino and doesnt care who knows it.
like many italic sentences, this one has Mafia connections.
this sentence is a double Cancer with Pisces rising.
this sentence lost its mind searching for the perfect paragraph.
this sentence refuses to be diagramed.
this sentence ran off with an adverb clause.
this sentence is 100 percent organic: it will not retain a facsimile of freshness like those sentences of Homer, Shakespeare, Goethe et al., which are loaded with preservatives.
this sentence leaks.
this sentence doesnt look Jewish...
this sentence has accepted Jesus Christ as its personal savior.
this sentence once spit in a book reviewers eye.
this sentence can do the funky chicken.
this sentence has seen too much and forgotten too little.
this sentence is called "Speedoo" but its real name is Mr. Earl.
this sentence may be pregnant, it missed its period.
this sentence suffered a split infinitive--and survived.
if this sentence had been a snake youd have bitten it.
this sentence went to jail with Clifford Irving.
this sentence went to Woodstock.
and this little sentence went wee wee wee all the way home.





james and i being james and i and doing what james and i do... touch each other... alot.


pat, me and shane saki bombing.


sam beam (the lead singer of Iron and Wine) and i.
yep yep. i defn passed out at that concert.



12 December 2004

,you say you understand but you dont understand.

But you've got too much to wear on your sleeves

it has too much to do with me

and secretly I want to bury in the yard

the grey remains of a friendship scarred.



oh yeah and:

you dont have to act crazy to do something amazing
you can be just like you should and still do something really good.

08 December 2004

hahahhahhaha.

alisonishot138: i got his pants off!
charrrddddd: no way
charrrddddd: congradulations?
charrrddddd: hahha
alisonishot138: hahahaha
alisonishot138: oh man
alisonishot138: he didnt seem to mind
charrrddddd: damn today's a good day first you get to see the arcade fire and then you get into robert's pants
charrrddddd: well obviously he didn't mind he's a guy and you're alison
alisonishot138: hahahaha